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Just when I thought I was strong,
Another weak day comes along,
And all my righteousness goes wrong.
But I was doing so well;
My dreams to be a Godly man
Seem out of reach of my own hand,
But where I fall short, His grace still stands,
If I have faith like a child.
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And if Mondays child is fair of face,
And Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Then you can call me Tuesdays child.
Like Wednesdays child, Im full of woe,
And Thursdays child Ive got far to go,
But you can call me Tuesdays child.
Sounds too easy some might say,
Theres a bigger price to pay;
But when Jesus have His life away,
It was once and for all.
So with more of His grace filling me,
I more than ever want to be
Growing up in purity,
With the faith of a child.
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Thats what I want to be,
Full of His grace for me,
Knowing Hes all I need.
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Sharing the grace He gives,
Thats how I want to live;
Free in His promises, I want to be Tuesdays child.